Rich Girl, Poor Girl – Locations
Rich Girl, Poor Girl really does travel the globe – from the gritty council estates of East London to the sweeping beaches of Cape Town. Here are a few of my favourite places in the novel…
Muizenberg, SOUTH AFRICA
It’s got everything you’d want in a beach – a long, as-far-as-the-eye-can-see sweep of white sand, crystal clear blue water, colourful beach huts and the spectacular backdrop of Table Mountain – except that the water’s so cold you can’t really go in without a wet suit and I hear the odd shark’s been spotted. Sharks and jellyfish aside, it’s still one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen – no wonder it’s the top holiday destination for Jo’burgers who haven’t a wave or a strip of sand in sight.
Zimbabwe’s capital city has a number of different sides to it – shady, tree-lined avenues, parks and gardens, golf courses and even the odd croquet pitch or two. It’s also got shanty-towns, high-rise buildings, handsome Victorian architecture and bustling, open-air markets where the din has to be heard to be believed. Like many cities in Africa, the different worlds exist on almost parallel tracks until the odd, unexpected collision or journey sets the visitor off down another route, like Alice after the White Rabbit. I’ve been there three times now…and each time a different city reveals itself. Endlessly fascinating and challenging – like the country itself.
Oh, Hackney gets such bad press but it’s the London borough with the highest number of languages spoken, the most diverse population who all (more or less!) get along; some of the capital’s most beautiful parks; quirky, interesting shops and fabulous restaurants and one of the nicest hotels I’ve seen in a long time…housed in the former Town Hall. It was my favourite part of London when I was a student and it stubbornly remains so. No wonder it crops up in almost every one of my novels!
Los Angeles, USA
I think everything that could possibly be said about LA has been said already – and it really is a city that has it all. Traffic, smog, congestion, gangs…but beautiful beaches, mountains, frappuccinos-to-die-for, Rodeo Drive, the whole mad, bad Hollywood industry and the chance to see Brangelina on some street corner (well, possibly not). Redondo Beach is my favourite bit…and it’s Caryn’s too. You couldn’t possibly get farther away from Hackney than this…